If it wasn't for Molly, I wouldn't be
You booted your weed and changed the culture
Made songs about molly,
Them bitches love it
I swear them niggas hatin' like shit
You had a orgy on Instagram
I still got mud on my boots
It's on my pants and on my jacket
And this Gen 5 what I'm packin
I will swing this bitch like a racket
But ain't none of that shit happenin
They like Denzel with that actin'
They like New Era with that cappin
They like New, New, New,
Hangin' with niggas
I don't bother,
We ain't got nothin' in common
I'm on green like a iguana
And I be head on with my problems
I be snappin' like a lobster
I'm tryna take off like a rocket
I really slang like Ebonics
And my trap jump like hydraulics
Tell a boot head to get with me
I give him 2 grams for the 60
He gon' sweat look like he swimmin'
Bet he comin' back like a frisbee
I just want the power like 50
I like my cup full of that Iggy
I'ma drink that shit till I'm dizzy
I really do that shit to my kidneys
I will boop a nigga like Betty
I'll be right here when they ready
I will come outside with that law
Then lay it down like it's heavy
I brought the teaken like Eddie
I'm still off the pot like spaghetti
I done seen this shit already
Guess they forgot that I wear glasses
I really, really be schemin'
Throw my signal up like a blinker
You better watch your tone like a singer
They gon' zip you up like the cleaners
They can't tell just by my demeanor
I will come in this bitch swingin
Yeah, and I'm in Molly world
Boy meets worlds like Topanga
I'm really old school like a beeper Nah,
I'm old school like Jeepers
Still puttin' boot on top of my reefa
I just sprinkle it like paprika
Now I'm amped up like a speaker
I ain't bout to pay for no features
And my call long full of eaters
And my call, call, call
I'm in this shit for profit
I'm tryna fatten up my wallet
I got a new plug and he solid
He look older than my father
I really get the shit off
And I re-up with no problem
I just keep goin' back to him
Right back to him like he toxic
Tell a f*ck nigga relax
All that gangsta talk is cap
Just because he in the streets
He still a square like hopscotch
I read niggas like a car fax
All my bitches got my back
I need an o like chiraq
And I'm out the kitchen pot pie
Ayy,
You Booted your weed and change the culture
Make songs about Molly
Them bitches love it
I swear them niggas hatin' like shit
You had a |Orgy on Instagram
New Molly new boot
New Molly new boot
Law and odor, man Let's get it